Tears in Sweden
3x3x5 is a story written in 3 parts by 3 different people with — strictly — 5 minutes each.
When Tim got bitten by a Vampire and became one himself, he knew things would never be the same. The same night he booked an airbnb in Sweden because the sun never shines in Sweden. He found a job there, too, a gig as an accountant, as he assumed he’d gain super speed and, therefore, would be great at counting money really fast. But after six months in Stockholm, nothing’s really changed. He wasn’t superfast, couldn’t fly or turn into a bat. He wasn’t even that attractive to the opposite sex. And would puke each time he drank blood, despite constant practice. Only one thing was different.
He had become incredibly sensitive. In a way that was uncontrollable and often embarrassing. He first realized this was a problem when he couldn’t hold back his tears after accidently crushing a flower with his foot. It tore him to pieces. It was only when an old lady calmed him down that he finally stopped. He learned to control his hyper emotions through locking himself away each evening and watching 90’s chick flicks. Or anything with Hugh Grant in it. He could cry pints of tears until he was completely dehydrated and fortified for another day.
Despite his trying hard to survive like this, the fates conspired against him. The date was 15th September when shit got totes emotional. Too totes emotional. So totes emotional that the world had never seen the likes of something so totes emotional. Which was next level totes emotional for Tim. The setting was Malmo town square. And it began with a 3 legged puppy. It was a Labrador, the kind that would save you if you fell down in the snow and drag you to safety. It hobbled along with a sad look in its eyes and stared right at Tim as a single tear rolled down its soft little cheek. Just as Tim took the emotional impact of this, he heard “I just don’t love you anymore, Marie” He saw them, a beautiful blonde couple. Marie began bawling. But it didn’t stop. Before Marie could start crying, Tim saw a little girl give a flower to a blind old veteran who was begging on a corner. Then a fat little boy gave his last Rolo to Tim as a double rainbow appeared over the square and a flash mob of dancers started as a man proposed to his girlfriend before a sign writing plane wrote in the sky, “Alex, we’re having a girl!” When finally a big news screen broadcast that total world peace had been announced, Tim exploded. It was such a powerful explosion that his insides liquidated, he turned into a soup midair.
